In this bossyboots world in which we live in, as it nearly says in "Live and Let Die", not only Big Gordon and his cohorts tell us what to do.
I have a violent allergy to dancing, and yet so many songs over the years have instructed me, often quite crossly, to "Get Down On It!" "Shake Your Booty", and even, and most peremptorily "Dance, Dance ,Dance, Dance!"

Shan't...my booty remains unshaken to this very day

Mr Bowie puts it more gently.."Let's Dance", he suggests.Well, let's not. And if he can't make me, no-one can.
This made me think about all those other songs instructing one to do, or not do, things..what if you lived your life by the careless urgings of popstrels, even for a while? All manner of potentially dangerous and illegal events might cause you to get into trouble. If you can sue McDonald's for recklessly encouraging you to eat lard, you could probably get Blue Oyster Cult bang to rights for directing you not to Fear the Reaper. Why, someone might decide to take Aha up on their heartfelt, if obscure, exhortation to "Take on Me"? Has anyone ever, actually DONE the Strand? Or Ridden a White Swan (that could really get you in a fix with her Majesty..), or "Opened Up Their Hearts? "
These songs range from the seemingly harmless "Let's Get It On", to the downright rude "Go Now".Perhaps a fading stand-up comedian would like to produce a pointless book, called something like "The Year of Stupidly Following Instructional Pop Songs", because it HAS to be a year, I believe, to make it a proper book. I don't think they would make it through the night, frankly. Not with "Let's Start a War", and "Kill Your Sons" around to provide a Darwin moment or two.But I bet you someone will have a go.